"I remember you have a knife you took from Whitaker Dog."
Devlin spoke, sitting up from the bed, and said calmly, "Now, I need it."
Upon hearing this, Lucien Radcliffe immediately stepped in front of him.
Simultaneously looking at Cristiano Grey, "Take it out."
Perhaps it was being trapped underground for over twenty years without daylight, or perhaps it was his own formidable skills.
No matter who it was, Lucien Radcliffe maintained such an attitude.
"Mr. Devlin, do you worry I might betray you?" Cristiano Grey was taken aback but still took out the knife from his pocket and tossed it to Lucien Radcliffe.
"No." Devlin shook his head, pointing to the door behind Cristiano Grey, "See for yourself."
Cristiano Grey turned around.
By the doorway, he saw someone identical to himself.
The person was grinning maliciously, looking at the three people in the room.
"It's you!" Cristiano Grey was about to make a move but was stopped by Devlin.
